posted on Feb, 17 2013 @ 01:31 PM
The dream I am about to relay, was not my own. It was my mothers, that she had in November. I'm relating it, because it's - well - interesting.
I've tons of these. This one is just one I'm led to share with you all for feedback.
The dog had to go out. It was the only reason in my dream I'd left the warm fire in my home and stepped out into the cold, foggy early morning.
Upon going outside, I notice a vehicle going down the road. Upon a foggy patch over the bridge, the vehicle which was van, began to skid along the
road sideways. I watched it go by in wonder thinking, "Well, that's something that just doesn't happen!".
Just then, as the van goes skidding past, a light in the marshes across the street begins to glow. It glows and glows brighter, until finally, I'm
compelled to investigate.
Slipping and sliding down the hill to catch a glimpse of what is causing the light I come upon an alien.
It is immersed in the water of a bog. Encased in a metallic body that was surrounded with shimmering and wavy light that reminds me of the aurora
borealis. It's vivid and entrancing. I know instinctively that it's recharging it's suit. As it rises from the water and begins to float my way it
says, "You seem surprised to see me!"
I reply in my flippant, normal cockiness, "Well, it's not that I don't believe in you. It's just that I never thought I'd see one!".
The being nonchalantly begins to float up the hill near the road and says, "Well, that surprising, here you see a vehicle skidding down the road
side-ways but you are shocked to see me. Just wait till you see what happens next! You aren't going to believe what happens next!" it relays as it
keeps walking up the embankment.
I run toward the being, and see the lights of the sideway's moving van yelling, "What? What is going to happen next?"
End of dream sequence.
**** Just then my mother awakens from her vivid dream in a coughing fit! The dream happened on a Friday night, and it stays with her so that on
Saturday she draws a representation of that dream in her journal. The day goes on, and she has this nagging feeling that if she'd only have stayed
asleep to see the driver of the dream, she could warn them. But who to warn? What was it referring too?
Unfortunately, the answer came Sunday morning. A good family friend, died Sunday morning, hitting a patchy ice pocket on a bridge. He skidded
side-ways and hit a large rock. The blow to the head, states he died instantly. My mother wouldn't believe it. In coping with the news she thought
all kinds of things. It's a huge hoax and he will show up tomorrow and say, "Ha! Got you."
It never happened that way. Instead, the funeral was set and my mother is left with why? Why didn't she get to finish the dream and see who the
driver was? Why the surprise? The aftermath of disbelief? If prophecy is meant to change the future, why did this play out as a moment when fate
triumphs over god given gifts?
This good friend of the family has been part of my family for over 20 years. He was like a son to my mother. She was always on him about his
"lifestyle". He liked to party, he loved the stories to be told later. He didn't want to be changed. But in being this way, he'd racked up a lot
of karmic debt. In the 20 years I've known him - over, and when I say 5, that's a modest estimate - of drunk driving related instances?!!!? That's
a lot of karmic debt to accumulate to one's soul matrix.
But now, my mother is devastated. Her abilities gave her a glimpse of what was to be, but the ability didn't give her the information she needed to
change it. Why? What say you ATS? What are your opinions?